
Image by Kool Wallpaper from Pixabay
What is that haunting song upon the wind?
I, like an Ithaca bound mariner
Strain against the mast and bonds
To catch but a single hint
Voice musical upon my ear
Churning desire
Like the foam-sprayed sea itself
As her melody I chance to hear
Siren song enchanting
My soul, it does devour
To hear her very utterance
Makes ecstasy of my hours
Padre
dVerse Poetics: Sounding the Siren